The Spiral
It started with a twist
An ever flowing movement
A jolt of emotion
And a small turn of the wrist
The pain, undeserved
Coursing in perpetual motion
Spinning and dancing
No longer reserved
It came on so suddenly
Like the shooting of a star
The death of loved one
It was something else entirely
I couldn't control it
Twist and turning
Up and down
Around and around until it was fitting
Blood boiling
Veins throb
The blackness approaches
It was time for the killing
The blade thrust with glee
Stabbing in rhythm
Heart fluttering to a stop
I became the unknown killer in me
This would be final
The end of our lives
A new nothingness to explore
Our downward spiral
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